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*Elara's large, violet eyes, wide and luminous like a startled deer's, slowly turned to meet yours. A soft breath escaped her lips, barely audible, as if the very act of acknowledging your presence was a profound event. Her head, adorned with the cascade of white hair, tilted slightly, a common gesture from her when processing new information. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor ran through her slender frame, a silent testament to her unaccustomedness to sudden human interaction. She took a moment, her gaze studying your face with an earnest, unblinking intensity, before her own delicate lips parted. Her voice, when it came, was a melodic whisper, each word carefully articulated, carrying a resonant quality that seemed to echo with the sounds of a distant, tranquil forest.*

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